The new Poet Laureate, Ted
Seems to be quite off his head
A client who paid
For insurance was made
The theme of a sonnet, instead.

I must be off my rocker

I must be off my rocker
Cause someone just called me a focker

I must be off my rocker
Cause someone just called me a focker --
Not much of a curse

I must be off my rocker
Cause someone just called me a focker --
Not much of a curse
I'm sure I've heard worse

I must be off my rocker
Cause someone just called me a fokker --
Not much of a curse
I'm sure I've heard worse
though my messerschmitt's ready to smokk 'er

It looks like a daffodil day

It looks like a daffodil day
For April, I'm feeling like May

It looks like a daffodil day
For April, I'm feeling like May
But March is a gust
Of icy wind, just
Some cloud-hidden sunlight away.

It's chilly and gas is expensive

It's chilly and gas is expensive
I'm sitting here feeling all pensive

It's chilly and gas is expensive
I'm sitting here feeling all pensive
By this life I'm perplexed

It's chilly and gas is expensive
I'm sitting here feeling all pensive
By this life I'm perplexed
and necessarily overdressed

It's chilly and gas is expensive
I'm sitting here feeling all pensive
By this life I'm perplexed
and necessarily overdressed;
They stripped me, and now I'm defensive.

I'm naked as the day I was born